His name is changed because my l key broke, its now Xavier.

Class: trueblade Sword-C

Equipment: Exalted Falchion, iron sword and vulenary. (Darn it can't remember if this is spelled right)

skills: Aether, Vantage.

Skills hold no value except being something close to a trait or something in the heat of the moment. Skills like Aether are the exception to this rule... What I mean by this is that these aren't heat of the moment skills or something like a characteristic or someone really not wanting to die. A person with Aether for example, that person been trained to use it and has that skill as a part of their fighting style itself... Something like Cut through stems off of pure skill with a weapon alone.

I don't own anything but my brain.

This chapter may cause confusion and is not entirely edited... I will take it down and fix it unless there isn't that much confusion.

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"Risen prowl but watchful eyes remain"

Walking through a charred land in a black coat lined with red lining on the exterior of the coat itself was a blue haired male. On his left appeared to be a female mercenary with black hair walking with him. She did not have as much out of place accessories as the male did.

On hisleft hip, he had one scabbard that appeared to be made of pure onyx and that onyx rested under a checked gold. Onyx black to gold and gold to black again until ending at its end. The powerful sword rested elegantly in its darkened sheath.

On his right hip, he had what appeared to be a normal iron sword in a brown scabbard.

He wore no shirt, no armor to protect himself with. He had some tears along with some dried up blood stains staining his light blue jeans, which held a small chain a steel one but it didn't act as a belt but instead held a charm of some kind. The charm appeared to be a pouch and a tan colored one at that too, the way it was handled and kicked forward with each step was as if the male had no care of how the pouch was handled but it must have had something of import right?

Swinging side to side in unison with the coat was a pendant hung by a tattered white string. The pendant appeared to be a locket of sorts, shaped like a heart, The heart was a gold locket covering the exterior meeting until the middle were a dirtied silver filled waiting to be cleaned and renewed once more.

The coat was not torn at all in fact it appeared to be very new, so new in fact it appeared as if you bought it from the store not too long ago.

Despite the wasteland around the two they seemed equipped and prepared.

The man fit the build of a fighter who sped across the battle field inflicting powerful and painful strikes no what weapon he used. He walked and kept walking even with risen prowling and growling about behind him nothing stood in his way.

The female had normal mercenary armor and walked with a smile of victory. One could note she was ready for the road ahead.

Their walk lead to what appeared to be a destroyed and ruined cliff.

"Naga? Its time... I gathered and did as you told me to but there's no more time I need to leave right now." He said, his voice drifting towards the air and then to the blackened sky until reaching the heavens. A few moments pass but it felt like years to the male, time was of the essence he needed to leave now.

"X-Xavier...I.. see you gained-d t-t-the orb a-and one was e-enough."

"Naga, yes I gained Sable but I noticed you engraved it into my arm. Why?" He asked her and it was odd given he wielded Falchion why not put it there? Extending his right arm to the sky, the coat fell revealing a black jewel resting above his wrist inches away. It appeared like he was a marked criminal, except it was no black X no it was Naga's divine orb that was safe guarded by Plegia. Naga's form was no longer visible and she was on the brink of death itself struggling to stay alive to bring him to were it all started.

"Divine F-falchion...Needed a-a-a source to... act as its p-proxy... Now go hide-e until it i-is time"

'So that was it huh?' He wielded exalted Falchion somehow its flame had never burned out but everyone soon learned that Grima lived still, the people feared Robin his father due to his connections to the risen. Soon Morgan and Xavier were born but feared as well that is until Xavier was seen able to wield Falchion just like his mother had been able to.

However this didn't make sense, exalted Falchion needed the shield, argent, gules,sable,vert and azure to function completely. So more or less Falchion would turn dormant or he'd attract more attention then needed just by simply by having the divine sword on him.

Regardless he'd need all the help he could find, after all three years past since he was left behind for dead by the others when they learned risen wanted him only. Sable did help to increase his abilities.

However this didn't make sense. Life source? Did this mean the second he set foot into the past Sable would have to keep him alive? But his mother didn't go through this and he knew that from the diary she kept, something of which he safeguarded and read constantly.

Helpful but boring from time to time.

Regardless he'd need all the help he could find, after all three years past since he was left behind for dead by the others when they learned risen wanted him only. Sable would help to increase his abilities.

Of course this was only a small speculation assuming Gules for example the red orb gave more strength or something etc and etc. This theory was proven when he and Soleil had spared, His reaction time had increased, his fighting prowess had increased and he could go longer without sleep or food.

The coat he wore was an old gift from his father, one he finally put on when he joined his companion. Long ago the tailor misunderstood the sizes and made an adults size instead of a little boys, his mother however insisted they keep it for when he was much older. The armor Soleil wore she said she had taken from a mercenary who had recently died to poison.

"Hey Xavier?" A female voice had said bringing him out of his small trance 'down memory lane' as Donnel would put it. "What is it Soleil?" He said turning to her curiosity in his voice, there was no worry in his tone but deep down he was worried for his companion.

Soleil was now directly in front of him instead of where she was when they were walking.

In short, Soleil was like her father except in girl form, great sword user and ironically flirted with girls.

"I-I want to thank you back then..." She said her face slightly dropping towards the charred land beneath them, however what she had just said brought an raised eyebrow and crossed arms from him.

"Soleil I don't understand your question, do you mean when I saved you from a large group of risen. Or was it something else? He voiced in a rather arrogant tone of voice, the tone wasn't intended it just happened. Soleil however was starting to blush like her grandmother.

"Xavier... ugh this is starting to become difficult with you and your questions but what I mean is... what you've done for me and the others all these... years." She said, her head never once picking up and her voice becoming almost a whisper. A smirk was not across her face but instead held a pained expression. Xavier dropped his arms, the left arm going down but his right arm going onto his companions shoulder.

Soliel looked up, her eyes widened. Xavier took a breath and then stared directly into her eyes even as Soleil begun to deepen a blush she didn't care.

"Soleil, You don't need to thank me for anything Soleil, however you're scared, scared that everything that is about to happen is in vain, everything we have sacrificed would be in vain." He said his voice remaining neutral, her face removed the blush and looked down at the ground beneath their feet.

"Well... there's been a lot that's happened you know? After all we had to grow up with copies of our own parents only to watch them die before us again. You had to be left behind because some guys thought that was going to solve anything, me and the others had to go on with out you keeping us together." She said, raising her head to connect with his eyes. At this point he dropped his arm, he knew what she meant.

Soleil had remembered what had transpired between everyone, No one trusted him and once they came to some conclusion about why the risen hunted them like moths to a flame and only attacked Xavier.

They ditched him.

She had blacked out when it had happened only to be explained what had happened by one of the dying Valmese.

When he saved her she fainted and blacked out. She could remember what she had just seen quite well in fact.

Flashback

Soleil ran through the flaming streets of a village cutting down whatever risen got close enough. She had told her group she catch up to them soon only to end up unknowingly farther from them then expected.

A piece a wood blocked her from going back to her group, she turned going into an alley leading into a large plaza filled with risen roaming around. Turning around to avoid the risen there was four behind her, she was starting panic inside now.

The alleyway wasn't wide enough for her to keep good footing and not get injured. The sound she would make with her sword would attract the other risen in the plaza, unconsciously she ran bringing the risens attention to her.

There was one of her against probably thirty risen. She couldn't fight that many alone, parrying and dodging what ever strikes came her way only to be met with pain coursing through her. She had only made it half way into the middle of the plaza, she could see an untouched row of houses behind the risen as her only way of escape.

A risen myrmidon stood over her along the other risen, bringing its rusty sword up Soleil covered her face dropping the iron sword she had right next to her. She knew this was the end she couldn't fight so many at one time! She waited for the slash and last breath of life to come from her, in fact she had mentally prepared her final words even!

But then...

She heard a sword slash and a clank of metal hitting the ground. Slightly moving an arm but not removing them, she saw a dirtied male figure. He had ash, dirt and some cuts over him, he had no armor just torn jeans. His hair was a mess but had a familiar blue color scheme to it, He had two swords a normal iron one but his other sword it glowed... it was Xavier! She tried to get up but couldn't, pain stopped her.

Her adrenaline rush was no longer there but instead was replaced with huge gasps for air, looking down upon her body she had cuts all over her mercenary outfit. Soon she collapsed but not before hearing the words "Damn it! I won't let you die on me! Soleil!"

When she came too. Her armor was gone and was resting on-top of a round desk, She had red stained white bandage over her body and felt a sense of familiarity from the bed she was in.

Thats when it hit her, the bed was Xavier's when she had to sleep over for some nights. Back then her parents needed some time alone for whatever reason and one time there was no way she could walk back home so she stayed at Xavier's house.

He let her sleep in his bed while he slept at his desk every time she had to sleep over. Getting out of the bed shivering slightly, she edged her self to the door and slowly opened it. Opening it she was greeted with a usual sight of the living room except this time with only a carpet, a square wooden table with her sword looking sharper then it was before the attack and a small chair.

Flashback end

That day, she was separated from her group only to be saved by Xavier, apparently her group from what he said had left her behind just like he was left behind. He said they had to leave soon, he only just now had the opening to grab the old outfit and salvage what he could before the risen destroyed the home.

They were both sixteen then and now they were eighteen.

During that time Sable surfaced on his right arm, just inches above his wrist when they were seventeen years old. This caused Xavier to become stronger then she thought possible, he could take on many risen all at once without tiring out despite his wounds.

Sable started to glow a faint glow through the coat and the pairs feet leading to their legs were beginning to vanish entirely. Xavier brought the jewel to his field of vision as if he could see it through the coat.

Soleil closed her eyes waiting for what was about to come next in her life.

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Well there you go guys... a much better chapter if I say so my self really. Feels better too even, again look for mistakes I might have mind... like grammar.

Though a lot of this felt more like a narration but eh live and learn.

DOES THIS FIT THE FANTASY GENRE OR WHAT? Sable! In our favorite lords arm keeping him alive and giving him powers in the past!... or does it? Speaking of Sable... I said it makes him much, much stronger right? Well he can still get wounded so he's not OP.

Soleil is here so the others are in this story as well how awesome is that! However I worry that there are things that conflict here, like for example... I said this but later in the chapter said that this wasn't true at all

I feel like I shouldn't have included what skills he has but oh well at this point. Exalted Falchion before anyone says anything, should be deemed unimportant right now.

Soleil, I couldn't grasp her character well... so I'm sorry if she's OC.

Also Xavier... he was originally Lucius before I got tired of copying and pasting an l, I know Soleil has two l's in her name so that conflicts with what I'm doing so I have no excuse really, Sable is in his arm making him a very powerful fighter and he wears the lodestar uniform from fates. Uses two swords instead of one,He is a brand of hope, has a inquisitive mind, fighting prowess increased because of Sable along with a few other things.

Yep this definitely doesn't say I'm OP doesn't it? Also Maybe Xavier is more like a mix between Trueblade.